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“What is Covetousness?” asked my little boy
Dinner, a bath, brush teeth, and into bed for a story. Children need structure, they need their rituals – they need to know what comes next; it gives them security. And the bedtime rituals are as old as childhood itself. … Continue reading
Book Review: I, Charles, From The Camps by Joel D. Hirst
Originally posted on graphicgrub:
Uganda has beauty. The wonders of nature are there for all to see. Enjoying a sunset is probably not the first thing one associated with camps for internally displaced people. It is not the first thing…
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To Talk of Many Things… (Vol. #8 – The Death of Gramsci)
It is a singular sadness for a writer to accept that often-times he writes only for himself. To posterity perhaps, to hone his craft and sharpen his thoughts in expectation of the day when truth again matters. Sometimes I channel … Continue reading
To Whom Do You Compare Yourself?
Do you ever ponder, you who rage in self-pity, against whom your measuring rod is fixed? When I was in Africa, one of the many times, I had a driver for my wife and my family. We had only one … Continue reading
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Their Destruction Will Bring No Freedom…
I tested out my starter-wings of independence in the gloriously nihilistic ‘90s. I might not have known anything, but neither did anybody else; high school even back then not carrying out very well its primary function which is to convey … Continue reading
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I Am Not Raising A “Greta”
I am not raising a Greta. It’s not really right; in fact the tragedy of that train-wreck sometimes takes my breath away. Life is sad enough, hard enough, and with more bitterness and frustration all of its own to foist … Continue reading
Our Joy is Catching
Just as I was penning my own thoughts on our arriving satisfaction, a world away on the shores of the Pacific – the same thoughts, eloquently expressed below. Maybe there’s something to our new Pax Americana?? “The money hit means … Continue reading
